Wasteland Part III ~ AutoErotica!

When we left our pets we wondered if lucky’s mankini would save them? How will they get out of the box canyon with their only means of transportation crushed? Will billybear find his true identity? And now the answers…

At first we thought it was the Superhero quartet that was making the Amazons retreat. But it was lucky pet they were afraid of so we figured it was his mankini or was it just lucky’s bad taste in colors that the Amazons were afraid of? And with lucky’s mankini being hot lime green, the Amazons might have been blinded by its incredible glow. Whatever it was lucky was now fearless in his mankini, he chased after them, driving the Amazons far out of the box canyon.

As lucky was running them off the rest of the pets began to rummage through the Amazon camp to see what they could use to help in their quest to get to their Princess. jemmie found he/r way into their simple little shed only to discover a PC. Logging on s/he found their recent history…

“See this,” s/he shows us, “they were going to bind our arms and legs and we were doomed!” Thank goodness for lucky’s mankini, or we might have forever been at the mercy of the Amazons!

“Well the Amazons seem to be gone,” says billybear, “now we need to figure out two things… how we get out of here since our truck is ruined, and how we get our Princess the gas She needs to get us free. Okay… banky and sue, you go to that end of the camp and see what you two can find. Lucky and i will go to the other end, and jemmie, you look around for a way to take that gas with us! We will all meet back here in an hour…”

Bankyboo and pantysue searched around the vacated Amazon camp, but there wasn’t much to salvage, just a couple of tires, a bicycle seat and of all things a strap on! Billybear however found a Range Rover that looked like it might be in running order. Billy got in and tried to start it up. He could hear it crank, it just wouldn’t turn over. “Lucky, we need more compression for this thing to get going. Find something to stuff in the tailpipe.” “Give me a second billy, i’ll find something,” replied lucky pet as he began to search around. All those days in the sun must have had an effect on lucky’s good judgment. “Okay billy, try it now,” shouted lucky pet from behind the SUV. Billybear tried again, and this time it turned over. Billy rolled down his window and shouted back to lucky, “that did the trick lucky, now come on and get in.” “i don’t think i can billy, got a slight problem here. This time i think i am stuck!”

Billybear got out of the driver’s seat and came around to the back, looked down at lucky pet and burst out laughing. “Nice lucky, what the F#@k were you thinking?” “i was hoping maybe this would help get my cage off,” replied lucky. Billy got behind lucky, grabbed hisr shoulders and tugged, but the darn thing wouldn’t budge. “Pull one more time billy,” pleaded lucky. Giving it everything he had, billy pulled once more, and that seemed to do the trick as lucky pet fell over backwards thinking he was finally separated from the pipe. Once again billy bear burst out laughing. “What is so freaking funny billy?” lucky asked. Billy just continued to laugh pointing down at lucky’s dick. “Oh crap!” lucky exclaimed. Looking down he saw that while he was freed from the Range Rover, 18 inches of the tailpipe was still attached to him!

In the mean time, bankyboo and pantysue had been brainstorming about how to make some sort of vehicle out of what they had found. “Okay look banky, why don’t i grab this tire with my hands and that tire with my feet and you straddle me,” suggested pantysue. Taking measure of the situation, banky replies,”And what if i strap on this dildo and stuff it in there sue? And then i grab your ponytails and sit right here?” “i think that will do it booboo,” pantysue replied. “We have built the very first bankysue cycle!”

The bankysue cycle made its way back to the broken down tanker and met up with the Range rover and its tin man passenger. “What lucky pet, like one cage wasn’t enough?” smirks booboo, rolling on the ground laughing. “i don’t think Princess has a key for that thing around Her neck lucky, probably have to use a can opener!” pantysue offers laughing our loud. “Thanks a lot you freaking sissies, you’re just jealous that i am now 18 inches!” lucky pet responds with a passion.

“Hey has anyone seen jem, s/he was trying to find something to put the gas in for Princess?” lucky pet asks. “Here i am,” comes this cry from the other side of the tanker, and around comes jemmie with a can of gas to rescue Princess!

“Well, it looks like we have everything we need to continue on to save Princess,” pantysue says. “Yah, everything but a can opener!” lucky pet retorts. jemmie climbs in the Range Rover, and the SUV with the bankysue cycle along side head back down the road on their journey to find Princess’s cottage.

As they were rolling along in the vast wasteland again, jemmie spoke up, “you know what else i found billy and lucky? i found a map to where i think Princess is.” “Lemme see that thing,” says billy. Sure enough, the wasteland ends at Blythe and what looked to be just 5 miles after Blythe was the Princess’s Cottage.

“And look,” says jemmie, “there seems to be a stream in Blythe. Perhaps we should stop there first and get all of this wasteland dust off ourselves so that we are acceptable for Princess when we finally get there?”

“That sounds like a good idea jemmie,” adds billy bear, “and our auto part store over here can polish his tailpipe too!” “your time of the month billy?” asks lucky pet.

Lucky rolls down the window and shouts out to the bankysue cycle, “jemmie found a map! we are heading to Blythe and then only about 5 miles past Blythe to the Princess’s Cottage. But the girls want to stop at Blythe and freshen up first. Is that okay with you?” “Okay with us?” says booboo, “just watch this!” bankyboo shifts that dildo into high gear and pantysue screams into overdrive! “How long am i going to have to keep this up?” pantysue asks banky. “Not long,” bankyboo replies, “look at that sign, just 7 more miles to Blythe and then only 5 more to where we find Princess!”

When they finally enter Blythe, they can’t believe how refreshing the stream looks. Everyone of them strips naked and jumps right in!

After several minutes of frolicking, jimmie speaks up, “you know, i really think we should do our best to make ourselves presentable for Princess. i am going to wash my panties and hang them on that clothes line over there. If any of you want me to do that for you too, just toss me your undies.” jemmie got bombarded by all types of undies! s/he gathered them up and made he/r way over to the clothesline. As s/he hung them up, s/he couldn’t help but notice that it was the most amazing collection of types, colors and sizes s/he had ever seen, but s/he had no clue whose were whose!

Can you help jemmie figure out who owns which pair. Can you figure out why there is an extra pair? Whatever will the pets wear when they finally get to Keysville? You’re your answers and stay tuned…

TO BE CONTINUED

Wasteland Part II ~ Big Trouble!

When we last saw our group of pets on their Mission to rescue their Princess, jemmie was playing mechanic trying to get the gas tanker going again and found he/r boobies wedged under the bumper and unable to get free.

“Get me out from under here,” cried jem, as s/he wriggled to free he/rself. “Don’t panic jem,” billybear warned, “that’ll only make things worse. banky, go get the jack!” “What’s that you are saying billybear? i have a hard time hearing you with my head stuck under here.” “i asked bankyboo to get the jack so we can get this off you,” billy replied. “i don’t want banky to jack me off… besides i’ve got Princess’s cage on remember?” said jemmie. “Not jack you off silly jem, jack the truck off of you.” billy tried to explain again.

Bankyboo searched every compartment on the “Kum and Go” tanker trying to find a jack, but there was none to be found. It was bad enough that they where all locked up and could not Kum and now it seemed they could not Go either!

“Billy, I can’t find a jack anywhere,” reported banky. “What will we do?” asked lucky pet. Stuck under the truck, jem couldn’t help but think to he/rself that a C-cup would probably have been just fine, and wondered why s/he had to be so greedy in growing boobies. Then it came to he/r. “Hey, i have an idea,” she says. “pantysue, you’ve been working out haven’t you? i know i read something about it in your vacation blog http://pantysuesdiary.blogspot.com . Can’t you just lift the truck up?”

“i have buffed up some jemmie,” pantysue replied. “But i am not sure i am strong enough to lift a tanker truck!” “Come on pantysue, give it a try!” the rest of the group pleaded, exhorting the buffed up sissy on. “All right, lets give it a try,” pantysue said. “i am going to take my shirt off and get limbered up and ready to do this, the rest of you guys find a chain or cable to attach to the bumper.”

While pantysue was getting ready to try to extract he/r friend from under the bumper, the others were able to find a strong cable and rigged it up to the bumper in hopes pantysue would be strong enough. With not just he/r shirt off but everything except cock cage removed, pantysue strained mightily and lifted the cab of the tanker ever so slightly.

The others rushed to help jemmie pull he/rself out after what seemed like an eternity of being trapped; jemmie was finally free. “There you go jem, you are free at last,” cheered bankyboo. Although jemmie is actually used to being trapped for an eternity, s/he was still very happy to be out from under the truck, but then s/he reminded booboo, “Free? you think i am free? i won’t be free… you won’t be free… none of us will be free until we get this gas truck to Princess.”

“Let me try to start this thing,” said lucky pet. “Give me the keys pantysue.” “Keys? you need keys to start it?” pantysue sheepishly replied. “You sissies drive me nuts,” says lucky pet, “of course you need keys! Let a real man try to start this truck up!” Of course with the help of the keys, lucky pet was able to get the truck going. We all h/pped in (with bankyboo hopping the most!) and away we went.

“Do you know where you are going lucky pet? Don’t you think we should get directions?” jemmie asked, having now recovered from being groped by thatkbumper. “Why do women always think we need to ask for directions?” lucky replied, “i know perfectly well how to get to Princess’s cottage, we just take that long highway you see ahead of us and we will be there in no time!”

“Did you see that billboard we just passed banky? Looks like women are now selling cock cages door to door along with the other Avon Lady stuff!” said jemmie. “And did you see the size of that thing?” pantysue piped in. “Does the Avon Lady get out to the farm lands?” asked bankyboo. “i sure hope so,” our lucky driver said, “i think Princess would agree that it is just what i need!”

“Lucky, are you sure you are going the right way?” asked jemmie. “Yah, things seem to be looking weird… sort of turning grey and ugly,” says bankyboo. “If we are getting closer to Princess’s cottage, shouldn’t things be getting more fairlike,” pantysue pondered. “You and your fairy stuff pantysue! We are in the wasteland, things aren’t going to be pretty here,” billybear warned.

Just then lucky hit the breaks hard and the tanker came to a screeching halt. We had run into a box canyon and the road came to a dead end. And this wasn’t just any box canyon, this was Giantess canyon! And there they were in front of us, five of the largest amazons any of us had ever seen, and they started marching over towards us!

“Put it in reverse lucky, we’ve got to get out of here!” jemmie yelled. “You can’t just back up a tanker like this,” lucky replied. Just then one of the amazons straddles the hood of the tractor and sits on it, crushing the engine. The other four start to surround us and we have no where to go.

“i am going to make a run for it,” says boo. “you’ll never make it,” says jemmie, “you would have to be superhuman to make it by them!” “Hey, that gives me an idea,” billy bear exclaims. “Why don’t we all become superheroes! They might just be afraid of us if we do that.” “pantysue, what you did to get jemmie free was like superwoman,” says banky, and like magic pantysue became supersissy!

“That is freaking amazing,” cries billybear. “i have always been a little screwed up myself, and no one seems to really be able to figure out exactly what i am,” he adds. “Sort of like that Jack Sparrow guy in Pirates,” says lucky, and poof…

“Jack Sparrow is no superhero,” jemmie protests, “you have to be like Spiderman or something if you really want to be a superhero.” And again like magic, jem is transformed.

“i think the best superhero out there right now is that big green ogre Shrek,” says bankyboo, “maybe that’s who i should be?” But this time the magic didn’t quite work so well. Somehow the name bankyboo had caused the transformation to come out a little differently than banky had expected…

“Oh great,” lucky pet exclaims, “a bankyboo baby ogre! That’s a scary sight! you are all a bunch of sissy heroes or even worse. I guess it will take a real man to help us get out of this mess,” lucky boasts, and poof…

The other four break out in hysterical laughter at lucky pet and his superhero costume. And just as they do, they notice the amazons slowly backing away covering their eyes. “Look,” yells banky, “they are afraid of us superheroes!” “i don’t think it’s us they are afraid of,” says billy, “i think it’s the mankini that has them backing away!”

Will lucky pet’s mankini save the pets? How will they get out of the box canyon with their only means of transportation crushed? Will billybear find his true identity? Stay tuned…


TO BE CONTINUED !